Origins

Night fell.

Mo Yu had already left with Shui'er.

Before leaving, his eyes had been full of gratitude, but they both understood without speaking and said nothing more.

If the charge of "murder" had fallen on Shui'er this time, not only would she have struggled to explain herself, but the Mohist School's image in China would have suffered as well. It might even have lost the trust of the upper ranks.

Little Liu knew he was in the wrong and was unusually quiet.

Liu Di sighed alone.

In truth, this had nothing to do with the Mohist School in the first place. Besides, Shui'er had saved Little Liu.

Liu Di rubbed the phone in his hand.

He had already entered his mother's number, but he did not make the call for a long time.

He kept thinking.

He did not know how to bring it up with his mother.

Finally.

Liu Di dialed the number.

"Son!"

His mother's cheerful voice came from the other end, along with dialogue from a television drama.

She was in a good mood and watching TV.

"Mom, I want to ask you something."

"Go ahead!"

Liu Di chuckled. "But don't get mad after I ask."

"Hiss—"

"Did you find out that Mom put your photo in a matchmaking ad, then got calls from over five hundred girls, and was picking through their photos to blackmail you into going on dates?"

Mom cried out in surprise.

Liu Di was helpless. "Mom, I didn't know about that."

"Oh, that's what I thought! How could you possibly know about such a secret plan?"

Liu Di gave a bitter smile.

But now I know, because you gave yourself away and spilled everything.

And you won't be getting any more calls from girls in the future.

Liu Di continued, "I